Chapter 716: Repent!
The crowds who had been waiting to attend the All Saints' Day Mass began to pour into the Square of St. Peter's Basilica.
Schmitz threw away the newspaper and instead of squeezing into the surging crowd, he turned towards the south side entrance of the cathedral.
At the door, several Swiss guards stopped him and shouted:
"Stop! You can't go in here."
As an Austrian, Schmitz could barely understand Italian. He immediately took out a folded certificate from his pocket and handed it over:
"I was asked by the deacon of Ercole to handle some matters, and I came back late. You have to let me in. Today's Mass I want to hold the candlestick. Oh, it’s in the third row and the fifth column.”
He said it in Latin.
He had never thought before that this kind of thing that he had received from aristocratic education since he was a child would one day be useful.
A guard squad leader looked at the priest's robe, carefully checked the ID, and after instructing his subordinates to conduct a simple body search on him, he was allowed to enter the church.
Schmitz lowered his head along the corridor and breathed a sigh of relief: Thank God, those people didn't lie to me, this thing really works!
His mind couldn't help but think of the day he met Domenico in the tavern. That was the first member of the "organization" he came into contact with.
Schmitz originally planned to ask the Pope face to face why he betrayed the Crusaders, but that "organization" gave him a more "direct" option.
A radical organization claiming to restore the prestige of the Holy See.
They were dissatisfied with the Pope's cowardice.
They ridiculed the pope for buying his way to power.
They denounced the Pope for not daring to recognize Poland’s jihad!
So Schmitz came together with them.
The difference is that those in the "organization" only dare to talk, but he is willing to give up his life for certain things!
When Schmitz passed the corner, he took off his priest's robe, put on the wig he had prepared, and immediately transformed from a priest into the image of an Italian aristocrat.
Yes, the people in the cathedral are too dense, and the priests all have their own tasks. People will notice the slightest movement, so it is difficult to take action.
The area in front of the Pope occupied by the great nobles is the best choice.
He recalled the route planned for him by the "organization", walking through the windows and the narrow door in the corner until he saw the flower garden, without meeting anyone along the way.
Schmitz groped for a while next to the third fountain on the left side of the flower garden, took out a waist-high black cloth bag, looked around cautiously, made sure no one was around, and quickly stuffed it into his coat. .
The hard feel of the cloth bag clearly told him that there was an M1741 hunting rifle inside. However, the butt and barrel were sawn short to facilitate concealment.
After Schmitz climbed out of the last floor-to-ceiling window, he was already standing under the corner of the cathedral. The sound of melodious music immediately came from the northeast.
The All Saints' Day Mass has begun.
Schmitz held a Bible in front of his chest to cover the traces under his clothes, and then blended into the nobles in the square from the side and behind.
After a series of opening remarks, Pope Pius VI finally came to the high platform in front of the main entrance of St. Peter's Basilica, surrounded by several cardinals.
Schmitz took a deep breath and began to move his steps to ensure that the ceremonial priest in front would not block his view.
"Hey, be careful!" A gorgeous lady in her thirties was touched by him and turned her head dissatisfied. However, when she saw his pair of melancholy brown eyes, she couldn't help but be startled. , "Oh, this handsome gentleman, you are a bit unfamiliar."
Schmitz turned back and said in Latin:
"Schmitz. Otto Molt von Schmitz."
Seeing him move to the side and forward, the lady immediately followed him, smiling and speaking Latin:
"You are not a Roman? Ah, let me guess, you are full of artistic atmosphere, you probably did not come to Germany..."
Pius VI began to read aloud the Holy Word.
Schmitz also chose the best angle, turned around and handed the Bible in his hand to the lady.
"Oh, thank you, you must be very pious, right?" The lady showed a charming smile, "I know, you must be from the Netherlands, the place where Master Ike came from.
“By the way, you can call me Stephanie. I'm from Lampedusa..."
As she was speaking, she saw the handsome young man put his hand into his collar.
She immediately pretended to be shy: "Are you planning to give me a surprise?"
The next moment, the "Handsome Dutchman" took out a long strip from his arms Thing, shake off the black cloth on it, it is -
A gun with a cold light.
“Ah—no!”
Schmitz pointed his gun at Pius VI and said in the loudest voice he could:
"Those who distort the oracle are no longer worthy to be our Lord's representatives on earth! Repent!"
< br>Finger snaps.
The flint slammed on the fire door, and the angry sparks ignited the gunpowder in the gun chamber.
“Bang——”
Almost instantly, a cardinal to the left of Pius VI shouted "Look out" and bumped into the pope with his shoulder.
"Poof!"
Blood flowers flew up.
The cardinal fell to the ground along with Pius VI.
Schmitz had no chance to reload, so after firing the bullet, he threw the M1741 on the ground, took the Bible from Stephanie, held it high, and shouted:
"May our Lord bless the Holy Crusaders! The Holy War will surely win a glorious victory!"
The nobles, priests and guards around him immediately rushed towards him:
"Hurry and catch him !”
“There is an assassin!”
“Don’t let him get away”
Before anyone else could get close, Schmitz took out a knife from his pocket and stabbed it into his chest without hesitation.
"Herbert...no one can...take away your glory..."
The young man holding the Bible fell down, and the whole square was filled with screams and curses. and cries for help, thousands of people began to rush around like a swarm of bees that had lost their restraints.
After 5 hours.
Pius VI, who had just regained some color on his face, looked at the Vatican Secret Agent and said with lingering fear:
"Who sent the killer? Why did you want to kill me?"
The cardinal who knocked him away was hit by a bullet in the right shoulder, blood spattered all over his face, and now there is still blood in his nose That fishy hot smell.
The secret agent signaled the doctor to go out, and then bowed to the Pope and said:
"The assassin's name is Schmitz, Your Majesty. Judging from the belongings found in the hotel where he stayed, he should be An officer from South Germany.”
Archbishop Chiaramonti immediately frowned and said:
"Austria?"
Pius VI nodded thoughtfully, and said to the secret agent: "Go and find out immediately."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
The secret agent left. , the Pope looked at Chiaramonti again: "So, Muzzarelli has received the full support of Emperor Shinra?"
"It is very possible, Your Majesty."
Pius VI's expression became extremely gloomy: "What should we do? Punish the Austrians, or declare support for Poland's war?"
"No, Your Majesty, I think this is not the best strategy."
(End of this chapter)